Looking Through the Mirror

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Second Chapter... How am I doin'? I added a bit more and fixed some spelling.

****Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and I do not make any money from this story.
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Naraku strained to keep his eyes open...He could not believe it... How? When? But there ,straddling his muscular thighs, was Sango. He felt her move slightly upwards and his loins tightened. She was ridding him? However , he did care how it happened. He was just glad to feel himself buried inside of the slayer. Her wet and silky warmth was driving him insane as she began moving faster. It's like he always imagined it would be and he matched her movements thrusting deep within her each time. Every time his hardened length brushed of her little pleasure center, this he knew by the little mewls of pleasure his love made every time he drew back then thrust forward. Moans rose from Sango's throat, her face contorted in ecstasy. He watched in amazement as her unbound breast bounced, teasing him and making his mouth water. He was about to take a fleshy mound into his mouth when all too soon, the slayer's head lolled back, a primal scream coming with her orgasm. Grunting her name Naraku felt himself release his seed into her welcoming womb...

Naraku shot upwards, his eyes open and adjusting to the dawn's light. He felt his legs sticking to the ebony sheets, traces of the imaginary night lingering on his body and bed. The hanyou (sp?) snarled lowly in his throat, It had seemed so real, but she wasn't there. She had never came to him and the grip of her tight flower was just that of his hand. The moans and screams just figments of his loneliness and imagination, of his want. Rising he made his way to a hot spring. Lazily he slid into the almost boiling water, reaching for a small cloth so that he could wipe away the white liquid that still clung to his body. He scrubbed his legs, his manhood, and the rest of his lower body and after dressing in a clean robe he gathered his sleeping robe and sheets, called for Kanna and instructed her to wash them...quickly. The void girl looked up at him almost questioning him, but he turned away dismissing her gaze. He didn't have to answer to his own servants besides he wasn't about to explain that his blankets became soiled due to him having a wet dream like some horny teenager.

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Gently the sun nudged at a sleeping Sango, trying to force her to open her expressive brown eyes that now hid behind her lids. The slayer rolled around in her sleeping bag, content and wanting to sleep the day away. The groping hand of a certain monk brought her from her peaceful slumber and into a rage. A loud slap echoed as her palm made contact with the flesh of his cheek, Gods, she hated it when he groped her. Why couldn't he lightly shake her, tap her forehead, or something, anything else.

Slightly grumpy, Sango rose, wiping the sand of the sleeping God from her eyes. She looked around the camp that was the same as every other camp they had set up. InuYasha sat beneath a shady tree, devouring a large bowl of Ramen. Shippou ate his beside the Miko and Miroku sat, with a large red print that strangely resembled the slayer's hand on his face, sulking and eating next to them. After rising and stretching Sango walked towards a large cooking pot hanging over the camp's little fire and ladled some of the ramen into an earthen bowl. She ate slowly as she thought about the strange dream that made her sleep so late.

She was sitting under a large Sakura tree, pinkish cherry blossom floating around her, fluttering in the gentle breeze. A soft black, slightly wavy, tendril of hair that didn't belong to her spilled past her shoulder. Looking behind her she saw a man with no face. She just smiled at him and leaned into his embrace. His large hand was placed on her stomach, rubbing a small bump in a circular motion and he nuzzled her neck, kissing it gently. The sun was setting in front of them and she sighed in pure content, feeling cared for and finally...dare it be said?... happy. Yes, that was the feeling that the dream left her with and of course the thing that told her it was a dream. She never thought that she could be happy... that emotion was just for her nightly illusions.

None-the-less Sango smiled remembering her dream. She wished she had chopped off the monk's hand the night before so she could have continued watching it behind closed eyes. Her dream world was always so much better than the real world, of course when you spend your life chasing after demons and a cursed Jewel almost everything is better.

Standing up, she figured it was too late to contemplate killing the lecher, although never being groped did sound like a good thing. Her bottom was her own personal property, it shouldn't be touched as much as it was. Sango chuckled softly to herself at the idea of dismembering Miroku slowly as he apologized for his wondering hands... Shaking her head she looked over to the figure of Miroku 'He may be a hentai, but I could never do something sadistic to him.'

"Kagome?..." she asked in a hushed tone.

"Yes?"

"When are we leaving today? Soon?"

"Keh! The day is already half-over, because someone couldn't
their lazy ass out of bed." InuYasha hollered from his position.

The word "sit" was yelled then a crashing sound came to the taijya's ears along with the Inu Hanyou's muffled curses. Something about a foul, crazy wench always making him eat dirt.. couldn't be that healthy.... Looking at Kagome, Sango apologized for her not waking earlier, knowing that they were so close to Naraku and they couldn't waste a minute. Her idle sleeping could've costs them the kill if the opportunity had arisen.

"Don't worry about it." Kagome comforted. "We could all use a good rest today..."

Sango nodded and grabbed Hirakotsu, placing the heavy weapon on her back.

"In that case I'm gonna go for a walk. I'll be back later. Come on Kirara."

With that she left waving and smiling heading into the woods. Sango loved when she had free time to wonder with her trusty fire cat and just look at the beauty nature provided. 'It's amazing...' she thought looking up a fruit tree, 'How nature somehow knows what we need and provides it for us.' She plucked two of the yellow-ish fruits from the tree offering one to Kirara, watching her sniff it. When the fire-neko bit into the pulpy substance she decided it was safe and ate her fruit. After couple hours of wondering through the woods thinking of nothing in particular she returned to camp and was about to settle down for the night when someone rushed into the shard hunting group's humble camp shouting.

"Demons....!"

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So what did you think? Change/add/take out? I know a bit of a cliffie and a bit short. I'll update soon and there will be some Naraku/Sango interaction too! Anything I can do let me know, -k-?

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